Another Life

Chapter one

Hey ma uniguins, another update so I hope you like it!

Nasha's POV

After getting off the plane and going threw security, I immediately rush over to the bath room. Looking into the mirror, I put my white and red backpack onto the side of the metal sink before getting my hair brush from my bag and fixing my dark brown curly hair. I put the brush back in my bag and walk out to get my suitcase and guitar case.

I wait for about fifteen minutes until I see my, rather big, black suitcase. I rush over and grab the handle and pull it off causing both me and the suitcase to stumble on the floor.

"Are you ok?" A man with a thick English accent, light brown hair, blue eyes and a from mustache, around late Thirty's, early Forty's asked. He stretches his hand out offering help. I hesitatingly reach for his hand before he pulls me up.

"Yeah, thanks" I answer, once up from the floor I pick up my suitcase and backpack. "I better get going, thanks again for the help. Have a nice day" I say before walking off.

"Bye" he shouts over before I reach the escalators at the end of the hallway.

Once at the end of the escalator, I see Marie and Greg waving over to me. Marie's blonde hair tied into an elegant bun, a long green dress clinging to her creamy colored skin followed by black high heels. Greg, his black hair smoothed out with gel and his squared shaped glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. A grey suit laying on him perfectly and a pair of black shiney black formal shoes on his feet.

"Natasha, I'm so glad your finally here" Marie says in a posh British accent as she brings me into a warm hug. "Let Greg take those heavy bags for you" she says as we part.

"No, really it-" I begin to say before she cuts me off.

"Don't be silley" she smiles politely. Greg takes the heavy suitcase, guitar case and my backpack, I try to help but he doesn't let me.

When we arrive at the parking lot Marie and Greg walk over to a black SUV. I gasp as Marie laughs. Once in the car I begin to wonder...what is the house going to be like, what if I don't make friends...

"Alexander is at home just now. He woke up with tummy bug" Marie explains. I nod and look out the window seeing the contry side as wee pass. Ten minutes later and I can't wait to arrive.

"How long will it take till we arrive?" I ask impatiently.

"Not long now, just ten more minutes" Greg says as his eyes focus on the busy road.

"Is it a big town?" I ask tucking a price of loose hair behind my ear.

"It's not big but not small, just nice. They call it small America because of the many American family's." Greg says cheerfully.

"I was thinking that we could go out and buy some stuff for your room" Marie says looking round at me.

"That would be nice" I smile.

We arrive outside a two story brick building with a black roof and white frames around the windows, a white door and a big garden with flowers trees and a white wooden fence around the outside.

"Its beautiful" I gasp. I get out the car as Greg parks at the gate.

"Thank you dear" she smiles. Greg gets my suitcase from the car and I get my backpack.

Marie opens the small wooden gate and we begin walking down the stone path, I walk up the porch stairs and Greg opens the door.

"I will show you around the house then I will show you to your room" Marie says cheerfully.

I walk inside to seeing a small hallway, Greg gestures to go in the first door.

"I will put your things upstairs" Greg smiles as I look up at him and smile.

"Thank you" I say as he walks off.

"Come and I will show you the kitchen" Marie says gesturing to a door next to the sofa.

After showing me the first floor that had a kitchen, a living room, an office, the main vathroom and a small guest room; she takes me up stairs where she shows me her room, and another spare room that doesn't really have anything. We arrive at a black door that I assume is Alexanders room.

Marie knocks and waits patiently. She opens it slightly enough to pock her head threw. I go on my tip toes to see if I can see him, on the bed lies a very muscly brown eyed boy with messy blonde hair and a stubble beared.

"He's sleeping just now but I'm sure you'll see him later," Marie explains before continuing "and this is your room" she says gesturing to a white door next door to Alexander's black one.

We walk inside, a white single wooden bed pressed up against the window, white chest of draws and wardrobe on the other wall, a white wooden night stand next to the bed with a orange duvet on top and a light blue rug covering the floor.

"We can buy you some new stuff sometime this week" she says as I sit on the bed next to my suitcase which Greg had brangg up before, I take off my backpack and sit it on tio of the suitcase before glancing around the room. I begin unpacking my guitar.

"I like the furniture, maybe just change the duvet and get some personal belongings" I say nodding my head.

"Ok, well I'll leave you to unpack" she says before exciting and closing the door lightly behind her.

I begin unpacking my bags, I put all my t-shirts into the chest of draws, I hang my jackets and jeans up in the wardrobe and put my shoes in the wooden draws that are under my bed.

At the bottom of the suitcase I find my picture frame with a picture of me, my mum, dad and sister. I miss them dearly, I really do but I know I will never see them again. The memory flashes threw my mind, the pain on their faces, the tears running down their cheeks.

That photo is the only thing I have left of them and if anything should happen to it I wouldn't know what I'd do.

I place it on the night stand, next to the night stand I notice a key. I look around to figure out what its for, I notice a key hole on the door so I walk over to it and slip it in before turning it. I hear the click signalling that it works, I unlock it and head down stairs.

So, chapter one, how was it?

If you guys ever wanna make friends or talk and stuff then just like message me and stuff, yeah? Ok, good. See you in chapter dos.